I often contemplate my childhood, Mom. I am a mother now, and so I know Hard work is mixed together with the fun; You learned that when you raised me long ago.
I think of all the things you gave to me: Sacrifice, devotion, love and tears, Your heart, your mind, your energy and soul-- All these you spent on me throughout the years.
You loved me with a never-failing love You gave me strength and sweet security, And then you did the hardest thing of all: You let me separate and set me free.
Every day, I try my best to be A mother like the mom you were to me.